2009
08.08
08.08
In my dream,there was a war,and i’m a soldier lift hand with a knife.the war is begin,then the weather changed to badly,we all stoped to fight and found a place to have a short break,at this time I meet you.but I don’t know who are you,we know the people who were around us,classmates and friends.I know I like you,you seem doesn’t.them I come back to the really world,it’s time to get up.but who are you?
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